Amelia’s POV
Ralph’s glance fell upon me and he smiled a little flirtatiously. He came a little closer to me and leaned in a little, making my eyes go wide. Tristan scowled at him and I could feel him breathing fire already.
“So, who’s the lovely lady?” Ralph asked as he held out his hand for me to shake.
“This is Amelia,” said Tristan, avoiding my eyes and glaring at Ralph.
“Hey, Amelia! I’m Ralph, the head chef here. Hope you liked the food?” asked Ralph as he held my hand and lifted it to kiss my knuckles, making Tristan raise an eyebrow at his action. It was obvious Tristan wasn’t liking it one bit.
“Yeah, it was outstanding. You really are the best,” I grinned, feeling embarrassed at the attention he was giving me. Ralph smiled and bowed like a true gentleman.
“Thank you, Mada
